Club Dead by Charlaine Harris (Southern Vampires 3)
Rating: 4/5 – Excellent
You might like this if you like: Kelley Armstrong’s Women of the Otherworld series; vampires; paranormal/supernatural
There’s only one vampire Sookie Stackhouse is involved with – at least voluntarily – and that’s Bill. But recently he’s been a little distant – in another state distant. His sinister and sexy boss Eric has an idea where to find him, and next thing Sookie knows she’s off to Jackson, Mississippi, to mingle with the underworld at Club Dead. It’s a dangerous little haunt where the elusive vampire society can go to chill out and suck down some Type O – but when Sookie finally finds Bill caught in an act of serious betrayal she’s not sure whether to save him, or to sharpen some stakes.
For me, this is where the series really starts picking up the pace! More happens in this installment than in either of the previous two and its damned exciting to boot!
For a start, we get a little more of Eric (sexy, brooding, mysterious vampire), less of Bill (Sookie’s slightly dull vampire boyfriend), and the introduction of Alcide (sexy werewolf who’s just a tad more “normal” than the vampire crowd Sookie has been hanging around with!). All this adds up to some great sexual tension – who will win Sookie’s attentions, if any of them? There’s also another appearance made by Bubba (who, although not a main character is one of my personal favourites!), which always adds a little sparkle to the storyline, even in the instances where he’s only there for a few pages.
There’s also a glimpse at how being part of the supernatural world is affecting Sookie’s abilities to function in the more human one. She’s being taken away from her job at Merlotte’s more often to do work for the vampires; as a result, her finances are suffering a little, so following on from that, Sookie is more than a little tense when it comes to the daily grind (aren’t we all when we have money troubles?). It all goes towards establishing her as being very realistic, and her temper flares reinforce that too – she’s no shrinking violet, nor is she the classical heroine – she’s a gal that has to live in the real world and knows how tough that can be sometimes. These little flashes of “normality” make the thick of the action all the better.
Reviewed by Kell Smurthwaite